non-lucid

Dream 1:

I was playing Halo: Reach, but I was in the game as a spartan. The game type was like invasion, and me, tristan, jorden, and someone else were on offense. I could activate a communication thing, that allowed me to see the vision of my allies and talk to them, although it caused me to no longer be able to hear things going on around me, only my teammates talking. My friends were snipers, and I was more of like a medium ranges soldier that had a dmr and some weird new sniper, I remember sniping a jackal with the weird sniper at one point. I went up to a Covenant structure and captured the Covenant core. I slid down a inclined wall to the ground and ran to a cliff face that led to the beach. My friends were behind me as I easily jumped down the rocks to the beach. Me and my friends rushed down to the beach with the Core and paused for a moment as we marveled the at the detail and beauty of the beach: the water was was sort of a black dark blue tint, with some rocks protruding from the water and the moon reflecting across the water through the misty clouds. One of my friends commented about how much detail Bungie put into the game. We then rushed to the capture point, where we encountered man covenant, but we charged through like a football team and scored.

Dream 2:

Me and my friend tristan were doing something. It was a game, we had guns, and we were hunting down a man i think. We found him and he had a gun pointed at us. I argued that I could shoot him no matter what, and grabbed a hold of my gun. I asked him to be honorable and holster his gun so we could have an old fashion cowboy western showdown. We shot and hit me in the face, I felt nothing, but flew back. As i flew I pulled out my gun and shot at him. He put his finger up and stopped the bullet with his finger. We somehow got away from him, and I was complaining about how he's not supposed to be able to do that. We then started looking for a save point, which happened to be a toilet. While looking we talked to tristans mom about something.

Dream One:
Started off playing football against another unknown team with my friends Michael and Bryce. An argument arises about how I can't throw a football with a spiral. After being unable to convince them otherwise I demonstrate that I can, and I do. Shortly after the scene changes to all of us on a boat, and Michael's Grandmother is the one driving. She has very poor control of the boat, I struggle to hold on to the boat as I am flung around by the speeding boat. Soon we crash and fly upwards, I plummet down with the boat and crash into the water, getting torpedoed deep into the small lake. On my unwilling descent to the bottom of the lake multiple snail like creatures attach themselves to my hand, I quickly wipe them off as I slow down. Once at a stop I hear nothing but silence. I wake up.

Dream Two
I find myself in a house with two aliens, but the are disguised as humans. This is not my house, but my friend Bryce's. The aliens are asking the whereabouts of other aliens, I reply to them saying "I don't know." Although there question is answered when I receive a text on my phone which answers their question. The aliens find where that is on a map, I noticed something odd about the locations, so I confirm it with them. I come to a sudden realization, and say to myself: "oh my god, this is where I crashed on that boat! I was dreaming?" I leave the room, and one of the "good aliens" appear, I do not remember what he said, but as he was leaving I asked if the guns that were in the house could kill them. He says yes, and departs. I grab a gun, nervously looking for ammo. I find some and load the gun up, but I notice something odd. The gun doesn't look like a gun at all, I decide to go ahead and try anyways. I run up to the aliens, point my gun at them and said "don't move." They moved towards me, which caused me to pull the trigger. The gun didn't fire, and one of the aliens grab my "gun" away. I sarcastically comment on how the gun was so great. The aliens say "no better ones?" and I reply "No, stupid step mom is overprotective." I think about it, and I don't have a step mom, my friend Bryce does. I wake up.